[Center][h2][color=ed1c24]Aurora[/color][/h2][/center]

Aurora relaxed slightly when the person, who introduced themselves as Rearden, denied working for Bavlorna in a way that showed disgust at the thought of working with the hag. She looked back into the room and motioned to the others that it seemed safe enough for the moment.

[Color=ed1c24]"Right then, um just so you are aware I am not the only other person here. My companions, well two of them anyway, and I were looking for a stag head for a scarecrow named Clapperclaw. We are in a similar situation of sorts, though different still. We came here on behalf Mister Witch and Mister Light. They have not heard from their patron in many years."[/color] The elf paused for a moment shaking her head. [Color=ed1c24]"Sorry that is not necessarily relevant at the moment. I do believe there is a way to return to the prime material here, I do not know where or how. Clapperclaw says they can get us out of Hither and to Thither, where I believe Bavlorna has gone in an attempt to flee."[/color] 

She paused again to try to straighten out her appearance some. She had failed to notice how poor it had become over the course of the day. [Color=ed1c24]"Please excuse my rudeness, this day has been dreadful with waking up in a cage here, watching a companion perish, and nearly being smothered by a creature that looks like a hat. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Aurora."[/color]